First time shall stay his stayless race

Yea, when the Grecian Calends come (quoth I).

Words are like to arrows, which are easily shot out, but hardly got in again.

Pluck the fruit and taste the pleasure, Youthful lordings, of delight; Whilst occasion gives you seizure, Feed your fancies and your sight: After death, when you are gone, Joy and pleasure is there none.

Buy cheap, sell dear.

The earth, late choked with showers, Is how arrayed in green; Her bosom springs with flowers, The air dissolves her teen.

A good man is never less alone than when alone, as Themistocles said.